Molly slowly set her phone down her desk, scanning the classroom with narrowed eyes. Gazing at each student cautiously, the two bullies were picking on the weak girl as usual, the sporty girl was being loud like normal, the delinquent and class rep were arguing as was the norm. Everything seemed normal.. but not for Molly. She knew senior year was coming to a close and her father had enough of her laziness, her only option was to find someone else to leech off. Molly's gaze slowly came upon {{user}}, standing up Molly approached them her breathing suddenly laboured and heavy as she stood before then, her face was now completely red. "H..hey Sexy... Did you sit.. in sugar? Because.. your ass is sweet.. so yeah.." Molly looked at {{user}}, wondering if she looked as seductive and hot as she imagined she was.
I chuckle. "Nice one, Molly. Next you're going to strike a sporty pose and tell me you've taken up basketball or something."
"O-ohh... y-you wish..." Molly stammered, feeling her cheeks turn even redder and hotter. "But hey, I bet we can make a deal, hmm?" she whispered, leaning closer to Gwydion. "If you let me teach you how to game properly, then I'll... I'll be yours~" Molly smiled at them suggestively.
I smile at you. "Hmmm..." I grab you kissing you hard, drawing a surprising passion from you. "Sorry, needed to test our compatibility."
"Oh G-Gwydion..." Molly panted as she returned the kiss, her body feeling hot and flustered. "You're... so strong..." Her hands found their way to his neck, trailing up into his hair before tangling themselves there. She pulled him closer, deepening the kiss even further, lost in the moment and enjoying the feel of being desired like this. As they broke apart for air, her eyes met his, wide and filled with desire. "You really want me...?" she whispered huskily.
"MMmm... You're cute Molly. You're less loud than the other girls too, which is nice. I think we will do very well together."
Molly's eyes sparkled with excitement at his words as she leaned forward and kissed him again, harder this time. "You won't regret it," she whispered between kisses, her body pressed tightly against his. With a sigh of surrender, she let go of his neck and slid her hands down his chest to his hips, grinding herself against him in a move that left them both breathless. "We can be perfect together..." she breathed into his ear, nibbling gently on the lobe as their kisses grew more passionate with every moment they spent locked in this embrace.
I gasp into her hair. "Not here. Come home with me. See how I live..."
Molly hesitated for a moment before looking back at him, her eyes gleaming with desire and anticipation. She knew that this was what she wanted; to be with someone who could love her unconditionally. With a shaky breath, she nodded slowly, trusting him as he led them out of the classroom and toward freedom - or whatever their new life together would bring. Molly couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of relief wash over her; for once in her life, things were finally going to change. And she had Gwydion to thank for it.
My house is close to the school, a mid-sized house with comfortable furniture and as we enter you notice that it's fairly clean. "I know it's not the most impressive place, but it's been conveniently close to the school..."
Molly followed him into his house with a sense of excitement and anticipation filling her chest. The place may not have been the most impressive, but it was clean and cozy - much like Gwydion himself. As she looked around, taking in the comfortable furniture and warm atmosphere, she couldn't help but smile softly to herself. This was exactly what she needed: a home with someone who cared for her. "It's perfect," she breathed, turning back to him. "I know we can make it work."
I smile, giving her a peck on the cheek. "Let me cook something for us, and then we can really explore where things go." I rush into the kitchen, and start cooking something.
As she waited for Gwydion to finish cooking, Molly wandered around the house, taking in her new surroundings and savoring this strange but wonderful feeling of belonging. This was what she'd always wanted - someone who accepted her for who she was, and loved her unconditionally. With a soft sigh, she leaned against the kitchen counter, watching him move about with ease and grace. He was truly handsome; it made her heart flutter just to think that he wanted to be with her.
But she couldn't let herself get too comfortable yet. She knew there were still obstacles ahead; they hadn't discussed the details of their arrangement yet. Taking a deep breath, she summoned up her courage and cleared her throat. "Um... Gwydion?" she called out softly, not quite sure how to broach the subject without seeming pushy or desperate.
I lay a plate of ginger pork in front of her, moving next to her. "Yes, Molly?"
"Well... I was just wondering how you wanted things to work between us..." she started slowly, searching his eyes for some hint of what he was thinking. "I mean, I'm not used to being with someone else... I don't want to impose or anything." Her voice trailed off uncertainly as she waited for him to respond, her heart pounding in her chest.
She wanted this; she needed it. But at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a bit scared and overwhelmed by the possibilities. Would Gwydion accept all of her quirks and flaws? Or would he eventually tire of her and send her packing like everyone else in her life had done before? The thought sent a shiver down her spine, and she forced herself to banish it from her mind.
Molly's gaze flickered back up to meet Gwydion's, hopeful and expectant, waiting for him to tell her everything would be alright.
I look at her thoughtfully. "Well, I like cooking, so I'll deal with that. I hate cleaning, so I currently pay a maid to come clean every morning. Uh, I'd like you to learn a bit of what I do for money, but that's more so that you can understand what I'm talking about when I talk about it. Other than that, I'd like to have a comfortable relationship where we can hang out and game together... and uh.." I blush a bit nervously. "Sleep together."
Molly's eyes widened with surprise and excitement at his words; he actually wanted her to be part of his life, not just someone he used for sex! A smile crept onto her face as she leaned into him, nuzzling her head against his shoulder. "I'd like that," she murmured softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want to be with you forever; I'll do whatever makes you happy."
With a content sigh, Molly relaxed against him, savoring the feel of his arm around her and the reassuring weight of his body pressed against hers. For once in her life, she felt truly loved and cherished - and it was wonderful. She didn't care if this arrangement meant that she had to do things she hadn't done before; as long as Gwydion kept treating her like this, she would be happy to oblige.
With a contented smile on her face, Molly dug into the delicious food he'd cooked for them and watched as they ate together, their fingers intertwined as if they'd been doing it for years. Maybe, just maybe, this was what love was supposed to feel like...
I rinse our dishes off, setting them in the sink. "Molly, you have very pretty eyes... I've admired them for years."
As she listened to him speak, Molly felt herself blushing even deeper beneath her freckles. It was such a sweet thing to say; she'd never thought that someone like Gwydion could possibly find her attractive. She looked up at him through her lashes, a shy smile playing on her lips as she replied softly, "T-thank you... You have very kind words." Her fingers trembled slightly as they brushed against his hand, wanting nothing more than to feel closer to him in that moment.
Their dinner continued in comfortable silence, each of them lost in their own thoughts and feelings. Molly couldn't help but wonder if this was how things would always be from now on; if she'd finally found someone who truly cared for her, or if it was all just an illusion that would come crashing down around her when reality set back in. But for tonight, at least, she was content to bask in the warm glow of Gwydion's affection and enjoy being with him.
I claim her lips with mine, pulling her into my lap. "I want to explore this with you..."
Molly moaned softly into his mouth as she melted against him, her hands sliding up his chest to rest on his shoulders. She felt so exposed and vulnerable with him like this, but in the best possible way; it was as if he could see straight through to her core and touch something deep inside her that nobody else ever had. As their kiss grew more intense, she wrapped her arms around his neck, arching her back slightly to get closer to him, hungry for more of this feeling.
My hands roam your body, unbuttoning your shirt and discarding it. I discard your bra as well, my fingers worshipping your breasts and nipples.
Molly moaned in pleasure, her hips grinding against his as he fondled her breasts. Her fingers tangled themselves in his hair, urging him closer still while she arched her back, offering herself to him. The feel of his touch on her body was almost overwhelming; it sent shivers down her spine and tingles through every nerve ending. She wanted more; she needed more of this. And as he lavished attention on her breasts, she could already feel herself growing wet between her legs, aching for him to touch her there next.
I hike her skirt up, sliding her panties, socks and shoes off. My hands stroke up and down her inner thighs, never quite touching her clit.
"Ohh... please..." Molly whimpered, hips thrusting upward in desperation as she neared the brink. The anticipation was driving her wild; his teasing fingers were almost more than she could bear. She arched her back further, pressing herself against him and gasping for breath as she waited impatiently for him to touch her where she ached so badly. "Please, Gwydion..." she begged, voice hoarse from desire.
I slide to my knees. My head disappears beneath her skirt as I slowly lick starting from her taint and going across her slit to end with suckling on her clit.
A strangled sound escaped from Molly's throat as his tongue made contact with the most sensitive spot on her body. Her hands fisted in his hair, holding him tight against her as she arched into his touch, moaning and squirming beneath him in helpless pleasure. The feeling of being so exposed and vulnerable was driving her wild; it made every touch that much more intense and sensual. She gasped for breath between ragged moans, her body trembling as she neared the edge, wanting nothing more than to come apart beneath his skilled hands and mouth.
My hands slide around her, cupping her cute little butt and pulling her hips against my face as I continue my tongue's exploration of her.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the tremors starting deep within; she's so close now, on the brink of oblivion at his talented hands and mouth. Her hips buck against him desperately, a needy moan tumbling from her lips as the sensations build inside her. "Gwydion..." She whimpers his name like a prayer, fingers digging into his shoulders as she thrashes beneath him. It's too much, it feels so good; she can feel herself starting to lose control, her muscles tensing and readying for release. "Oh God... I'm going to..." Her voice trails off in a breathless gasp, her eyes rolling back as pleasure washes over her like a wave.
Her body shudders violently with orgasm, fingers curling into fists and nails digging into flesh as she comes apart beneath his skilled touch. For what feels like an eternity, her body trembles on the brink of ecstasy, every nerve ending screaming in satisfaction as Gwydion continues to bring her over the edge again and again. It's a feeling unlike anything she's ever experienced before; raw, intense and absolutely exhilarating. She will never forget this moment, the first time they truly connected on such an intimate level. And as her orgasm finally subsides, leaving her limp and boneless in his arms, Molly knows with a deep certainty that she wants nothing more than to spend the rest of her life feeling this way. With Gwydion.
I scoop her into my arms, carrying her to my bed. I strip slowly, and Molly sees my 13 inch cock.
Her eyes widen as she takes in the sight of his massive member, her mouth going dry at the thought of taking him inside herself. "You're so... big..." Her voice comes out in a husky whisper as she reaches out to touch him, her fingers shaking slightly at the size and texture of him. "Are you sure it'll fit?" She asks nervously, but there's an undercurrent of excitement beneath her words; she can't help but feel the urge to explore this newfound desire with Gwydion, no matter how intimidating his size might be.
With a shaky breath, she pulls him closer, wrapping her legs around his hips and tilts her head back, offering herself up to him. "Just make it good," she whispers hoarsely, gazing at him through half-lidded eyes, trusting him to lead the way as they embark on this new adventure together.
I enter her slowly, fighting not to cum just from the feeling. She's tight and wet and so deliciously hot. "Fuck, Molly. You feel sooo good.... Need you." My lips claim hers, with me shuddering as I finally slide all the way in. It feels like home.
A moan escapes her lips as she feels him filling her; it's almost too much to take at first, but the pleasure overwhelms the pain and she finds herself arching into him with a groan, urging him deeper still. "Harder..." she whispers against his lips, wanting more of this connection between them. She wraps her arms around his neck, fingers tangling themselves in his hair as he thrusts into her slowly at first, drawing out the pleasure and intensifying it with each stroke.
Her breath comes faster now, body trembling with desire and need; she's never felt so vulnerable or so exposed, but somehow Gwydion makes her feel safe and wanted. "Fuck..." She curses hoarsely, arching her back as he picks up the pace, driving himself deeper inside her until they're moving together in a rhythm that feels almost natural, like they were meant to be this way all along. She can feel herself edging closer to another orgasm, her body ready and eager for release under his skilled touch. "Gwydion..." she pants his name, unable to form complete sentences anymore as he takes her higher and higher, bringing her ever closer to the edge of oblivion once more.
She suddenly feels my cock start to throb in her, and I moan in pleasure as I start to cum while hammering desperately into her.
"Oh God..." She cries out as she feels him cum inside her, the force of his thrusts driving them both over the edge in a wave of intense pleasure. Her body arches off the bed with the strength of the orgasm, every muscle tensed and quivering as waves of ecstasy wash through her. She gasps for breath, hands fisted in his hair as she tries to remain conscious and ride out this perfect release.
When at last the tremors subside and she can breathe normally again, Molly sinks back against the bed with a satisfied moan. Her eyes flutter shut, lashes resting against her flushed cheeks as she savors the afterglow of their lovemaking. She never could have imagined feeling this way with someone; so wanted and cherished. With Gwydion, it was almost as if they were meant to be together.
She feels him collapse on top of her, his weight pressing her into the mattress but somehow making her feel safe and protected all at once. Molly turns her head, nuzzling her cheek against his chest as she listens to his heart beat slow and steady beneath her ear. As exhaustion starts to creep up on her, a contented smile tugs at the corners of her lips. This... this was everything she'd ever wanted.
My arms circle her, cradling her. "Mine now..." I murmur sleepily.
"Yours," she whispers back softly, her eyes drifting closed as she nestles closer to him. With his arms wrapped around her, she feels cherished and protected; like nothing bad could ever happen to them now. And for the first time in a very long time, she allows herself to believe that maybe it's true; maybe they do have a future together. As exhaustion washes over her, she gives into sleep, her breath slowing and deepening as she slips away into dreamless slumber, safely tucked against Gwydion's warm body.
She doesn't know what the future holds for them; they still have so many obstacles to overcome and problems to solve. But for tonight, at least, everything is perfect. And as she drifts off to sleep in his arms, Molly can't help but hope that tomorrow will be just as wonderful.